when i look at harrison ford, i see my grandpa
i hope it’s not true. i hope you’ll get to see 2008 olympics taking place in your mother land. i hope i’d still get to see your handsome, in that old movie star kinda way, face when i go home. i hope we’d get to converse in chinese so i’d get to show you what i learned all this time i was away from home. and even though i havent seen nor spoken to you in 6 years and we never were that close, i hope you know that i love you and that you’re the most awesome grandpa anyone could ever ask for. i hope you know WE ALL love you.
i hope. and i pray.
gramedia. kompas. cigarettes. black coffee. bandung. niko department store. white jeep. and later on, the green jeep.
i dont think about my grandpa much. in fact, i dont think about any member of my family much, at all. but now that i AM thinking about my grandpa, all these memories are flooding my mind and i cant seem to stop crying because of them. the simplest things. the things i havent thought of nor remembered for more than a decade.
oh big brother, remember how he used to take us to that bookstore, gramedia? i cant remember why he went there so much. which section did he browse while we loiter and sat cross-legged reading juvenile novels or japanese comics? oh and his black coffee? djisamsoe ciggies? remember those? and remember how he used to take us to school in his green jeep for a period of time during junior high? youngest aunt tagged along to work too. i was always so slow and made us all late. well, actually, i made you late since, either i got dropped off first or you had to walk through those small alleys….i can’t quite remember now.
all these memories. they feel a lifetime ago.
i cant seem to say everything i want to say. i kept getting teary eyed and started crying everytime i think of him.
i hope im overreacting.
mum says it’s not THAT bad. it’s just that cancer treatment is too harsh for old people and so there isnt anything to be done except to keep him happy and live as healthily as possible. and to pray. GOD knows best.
Grandpa, i never told you this. but whenever i see harrison ford, i think of you. =) you’re more handsome than he is, of course 
love you.
